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On the Trail of Yesterday
AT THE GRAVE OF A BORDER CAVA­LIER
No more ring the shouts and the boisterous laughter, That told of the joy of the bold cavalier; Who lived out his time, caring naught for Hereafter, Counting death as a favor and not as a fear.
Gone, gone are the days and the nights of dis­order, When none but the coward from glory was barred, Now the grass decks thy grave, wild son of the border, And vandals thy headstone have mockingly marred.
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